Learning to Love Storms
AN: I am new to this, so please excuse me. I got the inspiration for this story (the innocent parts) from my 10 year old brother who is still afraid of storms and we are trying to find a way to remedy it x3 kids these days... Any-who, criticism is appreciated as again, this is my first story. This is rated M for any future chapters if enough people actually read this T.T if not, oh well I guess...
For those of you confused, the yaoi comes later. Its called, progression.
AU. OOC-ness is highly likely. I'm not Kishimoto, so don't expect me to write my characters like him. :P
Disclaimers: I own nothing. Not Naruto or any other literature referenced in this story. They all belong to their respective owners.
I'm just your normal, average day eighteen year old. I'm crazy, athletic, and out of control. Oh yeah, and I HATE thunderstorms. Sasuke called it astro something-or-other. Know-it-all bastard. He said it probably had to do with the fact that my parents were killed during a storm.
I guess I should mention that Sasuke is my best friend/ rival. When we were younger we hated each other and fought constantly. Now we can kinda stand each other, but there are still fights. Especially over Sakura-chan. I don't know what she sees in the bastard; he treats her like shit and has always denied her attempts to go out with him. Girls are so confusing.
Anyway, I don't know what I'm going to do once I go off to college though. I don't want my new friends to think I'm a pansy because I'm afraid of a little storm, but nothing I've tried has worked to cure me of my fear. Last night, a big storm blew in and it kept me up all night. And apparently, there are supposed to be more later this week. I have got to get over this fear before college starts, seriously.
"Hey, moron, you're spacing out again." Sasuke's words snap me out of my thoughts.
"Just thinking of ways to win Sakura-chan's heart." I grin up at him.
"Hn." With that, he turns around and leaves me to my own. Bastard. We are sitting in English waiting for our ever-tardy teacher, Kakashi Hatake, to show up. And of course the over-achiever in front of me (who would have taken a higher-level class if we offered it) was reading ahead in Frankenstein. I don't know how he can stand to read the damned book, it's so boring!
"You know, you'll never impress Sakura if she found out you were still afraid of storms, moron." He didn't even take his eyes off the book!
"I am not afraid of stupid storms, bastard." I shot back defensively.
"That's not what the bags under your eyes say."
"That doesn't mean anything, bastard. I just pulled an all-nighter because I wanted to."
"Hn." Again with the non-committal grunt. I just roll my eyes and patiently await Kakashi's appearance. Yes, he does actually let his students call him by his first name. Weird, right?
Before I know it, class is over and I'm heading off to my last class of the day. Thankfully, I have this class with Sakura. Maybe I'll finally get the nerve to ask her out. Again… And maybe this time she'll say "yes." A man can wish.
I walk into our shared culinary class (yeah, yeah, yeah, shut up) and my eyes land on the most gorgeous being alive, besides myself of course. With her bubblegum pink hair and bright green eyes, she is definitely an exotic beauty. I wave to her before going to my cooking station.
"Hey Naruto," Sakura yells to me and takes me by surprise. "Are you doing anything special for your birthday? It's this Friday, right?" I stare at her stunned for a second. She knows when my birthday is and wants to know what I'm doing?
"Uh, yeah, it is. I didn't really have anything big planned. Maybe have some friends over or something."
"Really? But it's your 18th birthday! You've gotta do something big!" I rub the back of my head in embarrassment. I hadn't really thought about my birthday, to be honest. I never used to have that many friends to have a big party anyway. But Sakura kept on, "The girls and I can help plan something absolutely amazing. You deserve it Naruto." She said with a smile upon her face.
"Uh, sure. That'd be great!" I'm kinda scared leaving it all in their hands. It better not be all pink and girly…
"Huh?" Sakura questioned. Crap, I must have said that out loud. Dammit.
"Nothing, nothing. Just talking to myself. So, what are you making?" I decided that a change in subject was in order. Sakura just looked at me and wagged her finger. A pout formed on my lips and she just laughed.
"What are you making?"
"Nope. I won't tell, if you don't," I tell her with a grin. With that, the final bell rung, signaling our class to start. I decided to cook lemon spongettes. They are one of Sasuke's favorite desserts. Why I'm trying to impress him, I don't know. I guess that comes with being best friends/ rivals. I want to do something for him, but also prove that I am better at something than him. That something just happens to be cooking. Unfortunately, they have to chill over-night, so they won't quite be ready by the end of the day, but he can deal with it. Serves the bastard right for teasing me earlier. An hour later, my spongettes are looking amazing and I wish they would be ready right now, but my teacher hands me a bag of ice and a bucket to put my cakes in for the ride home. She is honestly the best teacher ever! She takes one for herself to grade tomorrow too. I smile all the way to my locker where I spot the shaggy brown hair and the weird, black, duck-butt-do of my two best friends, Kiba and Sasuke. Sasuke tries to peer into my bucket, but I keep my goodies out of sight.
"Man, you get any girlier on us and we'll have to change your name to Naruko and put you in a dress." Kiba howls in laughter.
"Nice to see you too, dog breath." I sigh and lean against my locker. "You guys coming over?"
"Hn."
"Nah man, I can't. I finally got the nerve to ask out Hinata and before she fainted she said yes!"
"Awesome dude! 'Bout damn time!" I pat his back and smile at him. I am happy for him, but a part of me wishes I had Sakura agree to a date before he got Hinata to. But, oh well. "Well then, I guess I'll see you around then, mutt."
"Maybe." He winks and walks away to find Hinata. Sasuke tries yet again to see what I have hidden, but I keep it out of eyesight. Don't want to ruin the surprise.
"Come on, bastard. I don't have all day." With that we turn to leave the school and head over to my apartment.